“I feel like I need you more than you need me,” I said quietly. I hadn’t meant for those words to slip out, especially then. But they had. I also hadn’t meant to be crying. But I was. My two closest friends both had their first babies last summer, born just eight days apart. One of those dear friends was sitting across from me that night, eating her first dinner out without her little one. The words felt ridiculous as I said them, maybe even a little pathetic and… Continue reading When we’re our realest, God can get the closest
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